Bubbly Dee

Cascading pears
Is mirrored after the one.
More than mere droplets;
Rather, beatific gallons of fun.

To move between
Is akin to being devoured
A death requested
By a pillowy shower

I don’t care if its a cry for mother
Or a fear of losing the teat
For when my eyes are feasted upon
Those heavenly treats

My reason says goodbye
And my inspirations below
Dicktate the next move
Towards those spectacular globes

Lodged between
Or squeezing with love
Rippled into ecstasy
Smiling from above

Love the stealthy grope
In public I’ll press my luck
Or between your hills
Laying down pipe in a double fuck

Upside down hearts
Spades and drops of tears
Hangers and pillows
Grapes, melons and pears

Wonderful wonderful wonderful
joyous joyous joyous
ding